Fun intimacy/
Won’t be/
Eternally/
Said she.
No thanks,
Said I,
Her guy.
That stank.
Category Archives: Revolutionary Poetry and Writing
Recognizing Himself As A Son Of God: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
The twelve-year-old boy/
spoke of temples and priesthood./
He knows who he is.
Purple Whine Stomp: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I wear purple and/
dream of the day I can stomp/
Frank’s* face and crush him.
*Ed
(“Frank” is the name of my daughter’s eating disorder. Others might call him “Ed” — as in: “Eating Disorder” )
It's Finally My Turn: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
After years of food/
standing O’s, I fin’lly gave/
one to my omelet.
Observationalism — Seeing Is Seeing: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
Folks ask how I see/
so much. I write of what I/
see. Then I see more. See?
Posting Beautiful Photos: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
It is unfair to/
post pictures of beauty. How/
can we get work done?
Dad Wears Purple Against Eating Disorders: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
I wear new purple/
because I love my girl who/
does not love herself.
Seeing Clearly: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
The scales fell from my/
eyes. I realized it’s not/
all about dating.
Can She Feel My Spirit? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
She can’t know of my/
spiritual intelligence/
when I’m a black hole.
I Do Or Not What I Can Or Can't: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
It didn’t happen/
with me, because of me, or/
to me. I feel good.